After I finished, I thanked her and started to leave. "Next Saturday, same time OK, Mrs. Martin?" I asked."Sure, Kevin," she said, smiling at me. "I h...ave a lot more stuff for you to do. And it's going to take you quite a while to work off your debt. But you did good work today, so I think this will work out well for both of us." Yes ma'am," I smiled back at her, and reached out to shake her hand. It seemed like a business-like, grown-up thing to do. "I enjoyed helping you. It didn't feel like. Don't worry, darling. I won't chew your ear or preach at you. I promise."Annette looked up shyly at her and saw nothing but love and understanding in her mother's eyes. "Thanks, Mum," she whispered and climbed out of the car.Ten minutes later they were sitting opposite each other at the kitchen table, each with a mug of tea."You've been winding yourself up for this, haven't you, Tig darling?"Annette nodded. "I'm just so confused."Deborah said nothing but smiled gently."When 'that man' did those. Whenher gloves went on and she began brushing on the solution, the bad smell waslike a breath of fresh air as he thought at least last night's evening offrustration had resulted in something good, as he'd be a new man the nexttime he'd move from the chair.After ten minutes of tingling when she came back to check on him, he wasthinking it was over yet instead, she came equipped with some long threadbetween her fingers."So I'm going to do a little threading while the color does it's thing,. Just once? Who knows, but I want it more than anything right now. It’s coming, slowly. I suck some more, and my dessert is served. It’s out - out, but in, in my mouth. I moan, she turns her head to see me – to see it? It’s here, right now, this day that I have fantasized about for so long. Does she know, could she know how long? I close my mouth around it and move it around with my tongue. My cock is hard, my own arse pulsing at the thought of what I have just done, a fantasy lived.There’s.